Boyfriend broke out into laughter as Pico continued to ramble over the phone. "You did that?!" He exclaimed in excitement and pure shock. It's been a couple hours that they've stayed talking on the phone, it was now 7:36 PM. "Yeah! I was like eight." Pico said, Boyfriend could already see his proud smirk. "I can't believe you.." Boyfriend sighed in an exaggerated disappointed tone which made Pico laugh. "You love me though." He responded with a snicker. The blue haired individual's face warmed up as he brought his hand up to his cheek, "I do, I really do." He muttered with his expression softening.
"Benjamin!" A voice shouted from the living room making the fellow flinch. "F-Frick! It's my mom, I gotta go. I love you, Pico!" His quickly scrambled his words, his throat beginning to feel dry. "Oh alright, love you B." He responded back before Boyfriend hung up the phone. He got up and scattered out of the room, fidgeting with his sleeves. Grabbing his bag, he wrapped it over his shoulder and shoving his phone is his deep pocket. He walked to the living room with heavy steps, Boyfriend's caliginous eyes landed on his mother and father standing intimidatingly. "Hey mom.. hey dad." He mumbled, looking down at his sneakers.
A small giggle escapes his mother's lips. "Hello, baby! How was school?" She asked with a hum which made Boyfriend bite the inside of his lip. "Erm.. It went good." He mumbled with a frown. "That's great, sport!" His dad cheered, Boyfriend could already imagine his pumped up face. "Well your mother and I have some important news to tell you." His voice sent a shiver down Boyfriend's spine. "Y-You do?" He glanced up hesitantly. "Mhm! Your father and I decided to sign you up to our old production company! So you can start making your own music and get popular like your old pals!" His mother chimed, clasping her hands together with excitement.
Boyfriend felt like he was just slapped in the face, "W-What?!" He looked at his parents, his eyes widened in a sudden panic. His heart sank, "No! I won't- I won't do it, I can't." He fumbled out, bringing a hand up to his head and entangling his fingers in his hair. "Excuse me?" His mother said, a frown forming on her face. He flinched as her tone turned serious, "I don't want to!" Boyfriend responded on his own, gently furrowing his eyebrows. He quickly gasped and covered his mouth, taking a step back. "Benjamin, you do not disrespect us like that. That's completely uncalled for." His father spoke, crossing his arms. "You will go to the company and make music with them, do you understand, Benjamin?" His stomach churned as the words escaped her mouth.
He felt disgust by the fact he was supposed to make music which wasn't his passion and that his dead name was being thrown around so casually. He felt like throwing up. Boyfriend wrinkled his nose up and felt anxiety pump through his body. "I'm not g-going, I won't do it! I'm not devoted to music like you guys are, It isn't my thing.. I love art, art is what I want to do in the future!" He shouted, the words leaving his mouth so smoothly out of pure desperation. He saw as his parents face went from pure shock to anger in a split second. "You do not speak to us like that, young man!" His mother scowled in vexation. "But you guys are forcing me to do something I-.." He tried to speak his mind but was immediately shut down. "That is enough, Benjamin." His father demanded with a frown.
Boyfriend shut his lips and glanced back at the ground. His exasperation building up as his heart thumped in his chest. "You will not speak to either of us with that sort of attitude, do you hear me? That extremely disrespectful and I will not stand for that sort of behavior in my household." His mother scolded, raising her finger with displeasure. "You're a disgrace to this family." Those words punched him in the gut. He felt sick as his breath hitched.
Before he could even think, Boyfriend took a step forward and bolted out of the house from the front door. He just continued to run without any thought, his steps heavy in distress to get out of there. Muffled screams came from the house which were ignored by Boyfriend. His bag clanked as his extra painting materials bounced inside of the fabric.
He needed to call Pico.
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Always with You | Pico x Boyfriend Soft Mod
Romance[On Hold] "You're a disgrace to this family." Those were the last words Boyfriend heard before bolting out of the front door. His steps heavy as his heart raced. Clenching onto his backpack, Boyfriend ran through the familiar street. He really neede...
